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Gender: Female
Status: In a Relationship
Age: 48
Sign: Cancer

City: wherever you like
State: Alaska
Country: US
Signup Date: 4/13/2007
Friday, February 01, 2008 

Current mood:  cheerful
Category: Writing and Poetry
Whenever the effects of your divorce start to overwhelm you (again), I hope that this poem will give you strenght and hope, and power to get up again and move on.

by Dee Groberg

"Quit! Give up! You're beaten!"
They shout at me, and plead
"There's just too much against you now.
This time you can't succeed."
And as I start to hang my head
In front of failure's face
My downward fall is broken by
The memory of a race.
And hope refills my weakened will
As I recall that scene
For, just the thought of that short race
Rejuvenates my being.

A children's race, young boys, young men
Now, I remember well,
Excitement, sure! But also fear,
It wasn't hard to tell.

They all lined up so full of hope
Each thought to win that race,
Or, tie for first, if not that,
At least take second place.

And fathers watched from off the side
Each cheering for his son.
And each boy hoped to show his dad,
that he would be the one.

The whistle blew, and off they went
Young hearts and hopes afire
To win, to be the hero there
Was each young boy's desire.

And one boy in particular,
Whose dad was in the crowd,
Was running near the head and thought:
"My dad will be so proud!"

But as they speeded down the field
Across a shallow dip
The little boy who thought to win,
Lost his step and slipped.

Trying hard to catch himself,
His hands flew out to brace
And 'mid the laughter of the crowd
He fell flat on his face.

So, down he fell, and with him hope
- he couldn't win it now -
Embarrassed, sad, he only wished
To disappear somehow.

But, as he fell, his dad stood up,
And showed his anxious face,
Which to the boy so clearly said:
"Get up and win the race."

He quickly rose, no damage done,
- behind a bit, that's all -
And ran with all his mind and might
To make up for his fall.

So, anxious to restore himself
- to catch up and to win -
His mind went faster than his legs;
He slipped and fell again!

He wished, then, he had quit before
With only one disgrace.
"I'm hopeless as a runner now;
I shouldn't try to race.

But, in the laughing crowd he searched
And found his father's face.
That steady look that said again!
"Get up and win the race."

So, up he jumped, to try again
- ten yards behind the last -
"If I'm to gain those yards," he thought
'I've got to move real fast."

Exceeding everything he had
He gained back eight or ten,
But trying so, to catch the lead,
He slipped and fell again!

Defeat! He lay there silently
- a tear dropped from his eye -
"There is no sense in running more;
Three strikes, I'm out, why try?"

The will to rise had disappeared
All hope had fled away
So far behind; so error prone
A loser all the way.

"I've lost, so what's the use," he thought
"I'll live with my disgrace."
But, then he thought about his dad,
Who, soon, he'd have to face.

"Get up!" an echo sounded low,
"Get up, and take your place
You were not meant for failure here,
Get up, and win the race."

With borrowed will, "Get up," it said
"You haven't lost at all.
For winning is no more than this;
To rise each time you fall."

So, up he rose to run once more,
And with a new commit
He resolved that win, or lose,
At least he wouldn't quit.

So far behind the others now
- the most he'd ever been -
Still, he gave it all he had,
And ran as though to win.

Three times he'd fallen stumbling.
Three times he'd rose again.
Too far behind to hope to win
He still ran to the end.

They cheered the winning runner,
As he crossed the line first place,
Head high, and proud, and happy.
No falling, no disgrace.

But, when the fallen youngster
Crossed the line last place,
The crowd gave him the greater cheer
For finishing the race.

Even though he came in last.
With head bowed head low, unproud,
You would have thought he won the race
To listen to the crowd.

And to his dad, he sadly said,
"I didn't do so well."
"To me, you won!" his father said,
"You rose each time you fell."

And now when things seem dark and hard,
And difficult to face.
The memory of that little boy
Helps me to win my race.

For all of life is like that race
With ups and downs and all,
And all you have to do to win,
Is rise each time you fall.

———————–

For me, certainly, I know that since my divorce, I feel often that I failed. As a mom, as a partner, as a person even.

The effects of divorce sometimes slip in, like a shadow in the night, and I am often not even aware of them.

Take courage, you are not the only one if you feel you stumbled, and if you find it hard to gather the strength again to get up and move on.
Dawn

 
i liked what you had to say.but it has been 12 yrs for me and i have either failed so bad or dont know where to go.i find that being alone for all these yrs that there will never be anyone else out there for me.what happens to men in my age group that they cant take a true lady and be happy with her heart and her mind?it seems that in this age group 40 to 55 that they have to have one thing and we all know what that is or they have to have what you call arm candy.im not bad on the eyes and i have a great smile a loving way,good heart and im very honest.why cant that be enough?why cant men seek this out 1st then see where it goes from there?now im sure there are wemon out there that do the same thing, like ask a man what his net worth is! but thats not me. do i keep looking or do i give up.i dont think that old saying"when you stop looking love will find you" is true.so what is the truth, is there someone out there that knows it?if they do i would love to hear what you have to say.thank you for your words,,,,,,,,,,,and let me know when " the shadow in the night"will go away.
 
Posted by Dawn on Wednesday, March 19, 2008 - 11:54 PM
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charlotte
charlotte kamman

 
I feel your pain, Dawn...

The only thing I can tell you, is that I found the man I now love, where I least expected him, and when I least expected him. And sure, he wants "it"... I f I did understand you right. I'll just call it by the name, if that is ok for you, otherwise my story becomes very fuzzy and unclear, I am afraid.

A male friend told me "Women have great sex with the man they love, men love the woman they have great sex with"... I was offended originally, I have to admit.

But:
For a man, the moment of making love (which to me is totally different than having sex) is the moment he can get in touch with his deep emotions of love and connectedness.
For us women, thta is almost impossible to understand: When we don't feel at least a "click", most of us will not even think about sex. Most of us will only consider sex when in a safe and stable relationship.
What is important: Both ways are fine. One way is not better / ethically superior than the other. Biologically spoken, there is reason for the difference: we have to make sure that our babies survive, the men have to make sure that they spread their genes as wide as possible: This is all for the benefit of the survival of the human race. (Or at least, it wás, in the Stone Age - but our instinctive default system has not changed a lot).

Now as to your question "Do I keep looking or do I give up?"
Please, please, please GIVE UP!
For when you give up, you will focus on becoming happy on your own, having a great life without a need for someone else to fill any gaps. Get going to create the perfect life for yourself. And when you have, then it is actually not important anymore if Mr. Right comes along. And I promise you: he will stand on your doorstep, just as you start thinking that actually life without a partner is maybe even more fun than with one!

The saying "when you stop looking love will find you" is only true in that sense.

Just have a look from the other side: Are you attracted to a man who is really looking for a girlfriend, or are you attracted to a man who has a great life, who is happy with who he is and what he does, and who is willing to make space for a girlfriend if she is really great?

Become that girlfriend: Become attractive by being the one you would feel attracted to.
For a great guy will feel attracted to an independent happy woman, someone who does not NEED him for whatever.

I can tell you my own experience ( I have been fighting with the same question for a long time too). When I decided I was NOT available anymore, everything shifted. And after literally 3 weeks I met my later-to-be partner. But I was NOT interested, so he thought I was married or so. He gave me his card, and we mailed about business for 4 months. Then we met again on a seminar, and I still had this big sticker "not available" on my forehead. This really intrigued him, and he by that time had fallen in love with me already - although I was not at all aware of that fact!
A friend of our's then arranged a third meeting, and after days and days of talking and discovering each other's values, principles, life objectives etc in the end he dared to say that he liked me. I by that time had started to like him too, because of his way of looking at life, the way he was just being himself.

We now are on the same path to spiritual development, sometimes I go faster, sometimes he goes faster, but we are on the same track. We talk about literally everything: also about sex and what it means to us. I checked with him what I thought about the statement of my friend, and he told me that it did feel like that. He can now be much more in his male (Yang) energy, because his deeper instincts and emotions are accepted for what they are, and I can go much deeper into my female energy. And, boy, I have ever had a relationship which worked so effortless, and I have never been so happy as well (apart from the time I decided to raise my daughter on my own without any help of any guy - that felt really great too!)

Dawn, I hope I did give you some new ideas, please tell me your thoughts.
I really think this is a place where we all will be at some point, and I really think your thoughts and emotions are recognizable for many (if not all) of us.

I'll wait for your answer.
 
Posted by charlotte on Sunday, March 30, 2008 - 10:31 AM
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